>1. _ A MARRIAGE AT SEA. N," W. CLARK RUSSELL. -—’ Thus . tne proceedings ended. Mrs. Barstow, passing Grace’s hand undei her arm, carried her off to her cabin, and .I, accepting a cigar from the captain’s .box, went on deck to smoke it and to see if: there was anything in sight likely to , carry us home. . About twenty minutés later Grace ar— rived, accompanied by Mrs. Barstow. My darling did not immediately see me, and I noticed the eager way in which she stood for some moments scanning the bright and leaning scene of ocean. The passengers raised their nets to her; one or two ladies approached and seemed to congratulate her; she then saw me, and in a moment was at my side. “How long is this to last, Herbert?" “ At any hour something may heave in sight, dearest.” - “ It distresses me to be looked at. And yet it is ’ miserable to be locked up in Mrs. Barstow’s cabin, where I am un- able to be with you.” “ Do not mind being looked at. Every- body is very kind, Grace; so sweet as you are, too,——who can help looking at you? Despite your embarrassment, let me tell you that I. am' very well pleased with what has happened.” " But she was too nervous, perhaps to young, to understand. She 'had left her gloves in the yacht, her hands were bare, and her fine eyes rested on the wedding-ring upon her finger. “Must I go on wearing this, Her- bert?” , “Oh, yes, my own,—-certainly whilst ~ you are here. What would Captain Par- sons say, what would everybody think, if you removed'it ?" \ ,“ But I am not your wife,” she ex- claimed, with a pout, softly beating the deck with her foot, “ and this ring is un- real; it signifies nothing—” I interrupted her. “ I am not so sure that you are not my wife,” said I. She shot a look at me out of her eyes, which were large with alarm and confusion. “ At all events I believe I am your hus- band; and surely, my precious, you must hope that I am. But, whether or not, pray go on wearing that ring. You, can pull it off when we get to Penzance, and I will slip it on again when we stand be- fore my cousin." 'f By this time the news of our having been married had travelled forward, conveyed to the Jacks and to the steer- nge passengers, as I took it, by one of the stewards. It was the sailors’ dinner- hour, and I could see twenty of them on the l‘orecastlc staring alt at us as one man, whilst every time we advanced to the edge of the poop where the rail pro- tected the dark there was a universal lip-turning of bearded, rough faces, with much pointing and nod-ding among the \‘z"'."“.C , ' Ai". «r all this the luncheon-table was :r arming of a relief, despite the rows of people at it. - Lunch was almost ended, when I spied the second mate peering down at us through the glass 01' the syklight, and in a. few minutes he d ssended the cabin- ladder and said something in a- low voice to the captain. ‘ “By George, Grace,” said I,- grasping her hand as it lay on her lap, and whip- ping out with the notion put into me by a look I caught from the captain, “ I be- lieve the second mate has come down to report a ship in sight.” She started, and turned eagerly in the direction of the captain, who had quickly given the mate his orders, for already the man had retuined on deck. 1 LA. Mrs. Barstow. seated close to the cap- ' tain, nodded at us, and Parsons himself sung out quietly down the table, “ I believe, Mr. and Mrs. Barclay, this will beyour last meal aboard the Car- thusian.” I sprang with excitement to my feet. “ Anything in sight, captain?” “Ay, a steamcr,-—apparently a yacht. Plenty of time,” added he, nevertheless rising leisurely as he spoke, on which all the passengers broke from the table,—so speedily dull grows the sea-life, s ‘ quickly do people learn how to make much of the most trivial incidents upon the ocean,—and in a few moments we were all on doc ’. “ Yes, by Jove, Grace, there she is, sure emu-2gb!” cried I, standing at the side with my darling, and pointing for- ward, where, still some miles distant, .a point or two on the starboard bow, was a steamer, showing very small indeed at the extremity of the long, far-reaching line of smoke that was pouring from her; A passenger handed meatelescope. I levelled it, and then clearly distin- guished a yacht—like structure, with a yellow funnel, apparently schooner- rigged, with a sort of sparkling about her hull, Whether from gilt, or brass or glass, that instantly suggested the pleasure-vessel. Turning my face aft, I saw the second mate and an apprentice or midshipman in buttons in the act of hoisting a string'of colors to the gaff- end. I approached the captain with Grace’s hand under my arm.- “She has her answering pennant fly— ing,” he exclaimed, letting fall his glass to accost me, and he. called to the second mate to haul down our signal. “Ibe- lieve she will receive you, Mr. Barclay.” “Where do you think she‘s bound, captain?" . “I should say undoubtedly heading for the English Channel.” he answered. “ Captain Parson, what can I say that will in any measure express my gratitude to you?" “What I’ve done has given me pleas- ure; and I hope that you’ll both live long, and that neither of you by a single look or word will ever cause the other to regret that you fell into hands of Cap- tain Parsons, of the good ship Carthu- sian.’ -/ Grace gave hima sweet smile. Now that it seemed we were about to leave this ship, she could gaze at him without alarm. He broke from us to deliver an order to the second mate, who re-echoed his command in a loud shout. In. a mo- ment anumber of sailors came racing aft and felito rounding-in, as it is called, upon the main and main-top-sail braces, with loud and hearty songs which were re-echoed out'of the white hollows aloft and combined with the splashing noise of waters and the small music of the wind in the rigging into a true ocean concert for the ear. The steamer was now rapidly ap- proaching us, and by this time without the aid of a glass I made her out to be a line screw yacht of some three hundred and fifty tons. painted black, with ”a yel- low funnel forward 'of amidships which gave her the look of a gunboat. A figure paced the filament of_bridge that was stretched before her funnel. He wore a gold'band round 3 hat,‘and brass but- tons on his coat. Two or three men leaned over the head-rail, viewing us as they approached, but her quarter-deck was deserted. .I could find no hint of. female apparel or the blue ~serge of the ywhtsmanr . ' Old Parsons. taking his stand, samba \ . -_—_. .,. ran clear of the crowd, waited until the yacht floated abreast, where With a. few reverse revolutions of her propeller she came to a stand within eas talking dis- tance, as handsome and tin shed a model as ever I had seen afloat. “Ho, the'yucht ahoy!" shouted Cap- tain Parsons. “Helloo!” shouted the glittering fig- ure from the bridge, manifestly the yacht’s skipper. . “What yacht is that? " “ The Mermaid." “ Where are you from, and where are you bound to?” “ From Madeira for Southampton,” came back the response. , ‘ ‘ That will do, Grace,” cried I, joyfully. _ “We took a lady and a gentleman off their yacht, the Spitfire that we found in a leaky condition, yesterday,” shouted Parsons, “having been dismasted in a gale and blown out of the Channel. We have them aboard. Will you receive them and set them ashore !” “ How many more besides them, sir?” bawled the master of the yacht. “ No more,——them two only,” and Par- sons pointed to Grace and me, who stood conspicuously near the main rigging. “ Ay, ay, sir; we’ll receive ’em. Will you send your boat? ” Captain Parsons flourished his hand in token of acquiescence; but he stood near enough to enable me to catch a few growling sentences referring to the 1azi—' ness of yachtsmen, which he hove at the twinkling figure at his teeth in language ' which certainly did not accord with his priestly tendencies. There was no lug- gage to pack, no parcels to hunt for, nothing for me to do but leave Grace a minute whilst I rushed below to fee the stewards. So much confusion attended our transference that my recollection of what took place is vague: I remember that the second' mate was incessantly shouting out orders until one of the ship’s quarter boats with several men in her had been fairly lowered to the water‘s edge and brought to the gangway, over which some steps had been thrown. I also remember once again shaking Cap- tain Parsons most cordially by the hand, thanking him eflfusively for his kindness, and wishing him and his ship all possi- ble good luck under the heavens. The passengers crowded round us and wished us good-bye,and I saw Mrs. Barstow slip a little parcel into Grace’s hand and whisper a few words, whereupon they kissed each other with the warmth of old friends. Mr. McCosh stood at the gangway and I asked him to distribute the twenty- pound bank-note I handed to him among the crew of the boat that had taken us from the Spitfire. ' Grace was then handed into the boat, ——a ticklish business to the eyes of the landsman, but performed with amazing despatch and ease by the rough seamen who passed her over and received her. I followed, and in a few moments the oars were out and the‘boat making for the yacht, that lay within musket shot. We were received by the captain of the yacht, a fellow with a face that reminded me somewhat of Caudel’s, of a counte- nance and bearing much too sailorly to be rendered ridiculous by his livery of gold band and buttons, But before I could address him old Parsons hailed to give him the name of the Carthusian and to request him to report the ship, and he ran onto the bridge to answer. I could look at nothing just then but the ship. Of all sea-pieces I do not remem- ber the like of that for beauty. We were to leeward of her, and she showed us the milk-white bosoms of her sails that would flash out in silver brilliance to the sunlight through sheer force of the con- trast of the vivid red of her water-line as it was lifted out of the east and then plunged into it again by the rolling of the craft. - CHAPTER X. But the boat had not gained the tall fabric’s side; the tackles had been hooked into her, and even whilst she was soaring to the davits the great main-top- sail yard of the Carthusian came slowly round and the sails of the royal filled. At the same moment I was sensible of a pulsation in the deck on which we were standing; the engines had been started; and in a few beats of the heart the Car- thusian was on our quarter, breaking the sea under her bow as the long, slen- der, metal hull leaned to the weight of the high and swelling canvas. I pulled off my hat and flourished it; ‘ Grace waved her handkerchief. A hearty cheer swept down to us, not only from the passengers assembled on the poop, but also from the crowds who watched us from the forecastle and from the line of the bulwark-rails, and for sbme min- utes every figure was in motion as the people gesticulated their farewells to us. “Act the fourth,” said I, bringing my eyes to Grace’s face. “One more act then over goes the show,as the Cockneys say.” ' “ Aren’t you glad to be here, Herbert?” “ I could kneel, my darling. But how good those people are! How well they have behaved! Such utter strangers as we were to them! What did Mrs. Bar- stow give you?” She put her hand in her pocket, open- ed'the little parcel, and produced an In- dian bracelet, a wonderfully cunning piece of work in gold. “ Upon my word !" cried I. “How kind of her !” exclaimed Grace, with her eyes sparkling, though I seem- ed to catch a faint note of tears in her voice. “ I shall always remember dear Mrs. Barstow.” “ And what yacht is this?" said I, casting my eyes around. “ A beautiful little ship indeed! How exquisitely white these planks! What money, by George, in everything the eye ‘ rests upon !" ' The master, who had remained on the bridge to start the yacht, now approach- ed. He saluted us with the respectful air of a man used to fine company, but I instantly observed on his glancing at Grace that his eyes rested upon her wedding-ring. “ I presume you are captain ?" said I. “ I am, sir.” - “ Pray what name?" “John Verrlcn, sir.” - “Well, Captain Verrion, I must first of all thank you heartily for receiving us. Is the owner of this vessel aboard?” “No sir. She belongs to the Earl of His lordship’s been left at Madeira. He changed his mind and stopped at Madeira,—him and the countess, and a party of three that was along with them, —and sent the yacht home.” “When do you hope to reach South- ampton, captain?” “ Monday afternoon, sir.” “A little more than two days!" I ex- claimed. “You must be a pretty fast boat.” He smiled, and said, “What might be the port you want to get at, sir? South- ampton may be to high'for you.” ' “ Our destinationnvas Penzance, ” said I, “but any port that is in England will do.” ' . “Oh," said he, f‘there ought to be no difiiculty in putting you ashore at Pen- zance.” He then asked us if we would like to step below, and.forthwith con- ducted us into a large, 'roomy, elegantly —-indeed, sumptuously utniz-z‘o a. cabin, as breezy as a drawing- om, ...nd- aro- '~_"—fiw w . '~. or side of his nose. matic with the smell of plantains for bananas hung up somewhere near, though out Of sight. . “This should suit you, Grace,” said I. “ Is it not heavenly ?" she cried The captain stood by with a please countenance, observing us. ‘ ~ “I was going to say, sir,” he proceed-’ ed, “ that you’re welcome to any of the sleeping-berths you may have a mind to. " The berths were aft,—mere boxes, each with a little bunk, but all fitted so as to correspond in point of eostliness with the furniture of the living or state- room. We chose the two foremost berths, as being the farthest of the sleeping-places from the screw; and, this matter being ended, and after _de- clining Captain Verrion's very civil offer of refreshments, we returned to the deck. We chatted as we walked the deck. We had the after part of the little ship entirely to ourselves; the captain came and went, but never offered to approach. In fact, it was like being aboard one’s own vessel. , We were uninterruptedtill five o'clock. The captain then advanced, and, salut- ing us with as much respect as if we had been the earl and his lady, inquired if we would have tea served in the cabin. I answered that we would be very glad of a cup of tea, but that he was to give himself no trouble; the simplest fare he could put before us we should be as grateful for as though he sat us down to a Mansion House dinner. He said that the steward had been left ashore at Madeira, but a sailor who knew what to do as a waiter would at- tend upon us. 7 The captain contrived for “ tea,” as he called it, as excellent a meal as we could have wished for,—white biscuit, good butter, bananas, a piece of virgin corn beef, and preserved milk to put in our tea. What better fare could one ask for? I had a pipe and tobacco with me, and as I walked the deck iu the evening with my darling I had never felt happier. , I slept as soundly as one who sleeps to wake no more; but on going on deck some little while before breakfast was served I was grievously disappointed to find a wet day. There was very little wind, but the sky was one dismal surface of leaden cloud, from which the rain was falling perpendicularly with a sort of obstinacy of descent that was full of the menace of a tardy abatement. It was some time after three o'clock in the afternoon that 'on a sudden the engines were “ slowed down,” as I be- lieve the term is, and a minute later the revolutions of the propeller ceased. There is always something startling in the abrupt cessation of the pulsing of the screw in a steamer at sea. Grace who had been dozing, opened her eyes. “ What can the.matter be?" cried I. As I spoke I heard a voice apparently aboard the yacht, hailing. I pulled on my cap, turned up the collar of my coat, and ran on deck, expecting to find the yacht in the heart of a thickness of rain and fog, .with some big shadow of a ship looming within biscuit-toss. I ran to the side, and saw at a distance of the length of the steam-yacht—my own hapless lit- tle dandy, the Spitfire! Her main-mast was wholly gone, yet I knew her at once. There she lay, looking far more misera- bly wrecked than when I left her, lifting and falling forlornly upon the small swell, her poor little pump going, plied, as I instantly perceived by the boy Bob- by Allet. I had sometimes thought of her as in harbor, and sometimes as at the bottom of the sea, but never, somehow, as still washing about, helpless and sodden, with a gushing scupper and a leaky. "bottom. Caudel—poor old Caudel—stood- at the rail, shouting to Captain Verrion, who was singing out to him from the bridge. . I rushed forward, bawling to Captain Verrion, “ That’s the Spitfire! that’s my yacht 2” and then at the top of my voice I shouted acrosss the space of water between the two vessels, “ Ho, Caudel! where are the rest of you, Caudel! For God’s sake, launch your boat and come aboard?” Io stood staring at me, dropping his head first on one side, then on the other, doubting the evidence of his sight, and reminding one of the ghost in Hamlet: “It lifted up his head and did address itself to motion as if it would speak.” Astonishment appeared to bereave him of speech. For some moments he could do nothing but stare; then up went both hands with a gesture that was eloquent of—“ Well, I’m blowed !” “ Come aboard, Caudel! come aboard !” I roared, for the little dandy still had her dinghy, and I did not wish to put Captain Verrion to the trouble of fetching the two fellows. With the motions and air of a man dumfounded or under the influence of drink, Caudel addressed the lad, who dropped the pump-handle, and between them they launched- the boat, smack- fashion. Caudel then sprang into her with on car and sculled across to us. He came floundeiing over the side, and yet again stood staring at me as though dis- crediting his senses. The color appeared to have been washed out of his face by wet; his oil-skins had surrendered their water-proof properties, and they clung to his frame as soaked rags would. His boots were full of water, and his eyes re- sembled pieces of jolly-fish fixed on eith- I grasped his hand. “ Of all astonishing meetings, Caudel ! But how is it that you are here? What has become of the main-mast? Where are the rest of the men? Never did a man look more shipwrecked than you. Are you thirsty? Are you starving?” By this Captain Verrion had joined us, and a knot of the steamer's crew ‘ stood on the forecastle, looking first at the Spitfire, then at Caudel, scarcely, I dare say, knowing as yet whether to feel amused or amazed at this singular meet- ing. Caudel had the slow laborious mind of the merchant sailor. He continued for some moments to gaze heavily and damply about him, then said,— “ Dummed if this ain’t wonderful, tool —find you here, sir! And your young lady, Mr. Barclay?”. “Safe and well in the cabin,” I an- swered. “But where are the others, Caudel?” “ I’ll spin you the yarn in a jiffy, sir,” he answered, with a' countenance that- indicated a gradual re-collection of his wits. “ Arter you left us we got some sail upon the. yacht; but just about sun- down it breezed up in a bit of apuff, and the rest of the mast went overheard a few inches above the deck. Well, there we lay. There was nothin to be done; Job Crew he says to me, ‘ What’s next?’ says he. ‘ What buta tow home?’ says I ‘ It’ll have to be that,’ says he, ‘and prettquuick, too,’ he says, ‘ for I’ve now, had nigh enough of this galliwanting.’ Well, at daybreak a little bark bound to the river Thames comes along and hails us. I asked her to give me a tow. that I might have a chance of falling in with a. tug. The master shook his head, and sings out he'd take ,us aboard but We wasn’t to talk of towing; “Well, to make an end to the yarn,[ It. Barclay,” continued Ocudcl, “them. [ To be 'conunneda of Lawrence, Mass. Her Parents were in Despair But She Was Brought Into Healthy Girlhood by MOOD’S Sarsaparilla Mr. Edward Hilbert. of 183 Broadwa' . Lawrence, Mass, sends us the following: ' “Ten years ago our child was born. Hav- ing lost six children we were naturally anxious as to the health of this one. What was our dismay and sorrow to find that she was a pareutly doomed to the same fate as the ot_ iers. .She had little strength as a baby, and did not improve as she grew older. When about 2 1-2 years old she began to have Fainting Spells, dropping wherever she happened to be. At these times she would turn black and a - peered at the point of death. Doctors to (1 us she was in a very bad way from Heart Trouble Nothing that we gave her did any good until. in utter desperation, we be an giving her Hood‘s Sarsaparilla. She gra ually began to improve, the fainting fits became less and less frequent and. finally ceased entirely. ll ~ r general health if“ )roved until at the end of a year. havmg ta en seven bottles, we stopped giving it to her. At-this time she was 4 years old. and, although anxious lest the troubles might return, we ceased to worry, she seemed so well. She is now 10 years old and is as Healthy and Rugged a child as you will find anywhere and has never shown any indication of a return of the heart difficulty. During the past 6 'ears perhaps. she has taken 3 bottles in a1 , we only givmg it to her irregularly at times when she has complained of feeling tired in the spring and early summer. We feel that we owe a great deal to Hood’s Sarsaparilla a nd cannot say too much in favor of it.” ED- WARD HILBERT, Lawrence, Mass. Hood’s Pills Cure Liver Ills Grand Court of Foresters. The Grand court of Foresters met in Middletown Wednesday. Representa- tives from all over the state were pre- sent. The convention was called to or- der by Chief Ranger Ivers of Bridge- port. who addressed the members at length. The financial report was pre- sented by George Randall of Rockville. Very material prosperity was shown during the past year; expenses had balance of $941.93 on hand. The mem- jbership, which on May 14, 1891, was 5,895. was at the present time 7.374, and the number of courts in the state is now '71, as against 58 a year ago. The Alpine Athletic Club. The club with the above-named title has been organized about a month. and already has a membership of fiify. The club is ,officered as follows: John Haggerty, president ; John Grady vice- Edw. Magner, secretary, and J. Gaff- ney_, sergeant-at-arms. The club is he- gotiating for the lease of the old Con- gregational church at South Norwalk foragymnasium. On Memorial Day they will give a grand picnic at the Fair grounds. A fine programme of games has been prepared. A grand six-rounds set-to for points between Charles Wade, of South N orwalk, and John McInerney, of \Vinnipauk, for a handsome gold watch, is one of the fea- tures of the occasion. There will also be a grand battle-royal for points be- tween six “ colored gentlemen.” Served Him Right- _ For some time past colored women living on Knight street and vicinity have been annoyed by a man (white) who has followed them home and made insulting remarks to them. Among those so insulted was the wife of W. J. Hamilton. Mr. Hamilton has since watched for the fellow, but not until Tuesday night could he detecthim. On that night he saw the fellow, whom he recognized from a description given of him, following a colored woman em- ployed in an East avenue family; He overheard him make an insulting prop- osition to the woman, but no sooner had the words passed his lips than he found himself sprawling in the street, the result of a well directed blow from Hamilton’s fist. The fellow jumped up and showed fight, and then he received a kick from Hamilton and landed the same as before. He then picked him- self up and limpingly walked away. o O. 9 The St. Mary ’5 Ready for Sea- The nautical schoolship St. Mary’s, on which are several Norwalk boys, the East River at 9 o’clock on Saturday morning for her summer cruise. will go through Long Island Sound, stopping at. several points for drill, and as soon as the boys learn their stations the ship will start across the Atlantic. She will visit Southampton,Cherbourg-, Lisbon, Gibraltar, Tangiers and Made- ria, returning home soon after the mid- dle of October. A report was published a few days ago relative to the condition of the vessel, which suggested that she was unseaworthy. The fact is that she was not ready for sea, as the spar and gun decks needed to be caulked first. This has been done, and the vessel is pronounced by a board of experts, af- ter an examination that is always made cers before they go to sea. to be per- fectly seaworthy; in fact, if- she were not, Commander McGowan would-at once advise the Marine School .Com- mitteo of the Board of Education that the ‘cruise should not be made. The cruise is to be a most :interesting one for the youngsters on board, and will" not only'flt them for duties connected With the command and handling of ves- sels, but will also afi'ord them au'oppor- tumty of Visiting the most intefecting parts of the War d. - ’ She ' upon vessels commanded by navy ofii- . .wEEKLY-NORWAIZK— GAZETTE," amounted to $6,635.59. andthere was a . president; George Waters, treasurer; . will start from her winter quarters in' OO’OSGOOOOOOOCOGOQOCOOOOOOO Easter Opening! Misses St. John, ABE MAKING A FINE DISPLAY OF SPRING MILLINERll INCLUDING Trimmed and Unirimmed Bflllflll, Hats and Tllllllll, MILLINERY TBIMMINGS, ETC. 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